The two women talked about friends, school and family and of course books. Both woman were avid readers and to Rose's surprise, Beth had every Daniell... Steele book on hard cover. Beth walked Rose over to the bookshelf in the den showed her the collection. Rose was impressed with all of books in the collection and also noticed the several books in a collection on erotica.Rose wanted to grab one down from the shelf and glance through it but thought better of it. Not sure exactly what the brown. Slowly, as if in a drug induced haze, she turned her head and looked across at the man behind the wheel. He looked to be in his mid thirties and had lean, rugged features. His short black hair was combed straight back, not a strand out of place. As her gaze wandered lazily down along his torso, she felt a twinge of desire between her thighs. He was tall ... she was sure of it, even though he was sitting down and the car was dark ... somehow she was sure. The flowing silk shirt and black denim. There was no reason on earth not to consummate his deepest needs.Donna threw herself into her father's arms at that point, pressing her lips against Donald's mouth. Her father was strong, bigger and more powerful than even her uncle. Donna's eyes lit up as she sucked her father's tongue into her mouth. Yes, he was going to fuck her, complete the circle of love. It was going to be a banner day in the life of the Judge family.Donald's confusion and apprehension were soon things of the past. He. Trouble was brewing, for sure.Spike motioned for me to sit on the bench. As I complied, he took a standing position directly in front of me, towering over me."You like swimmin, ' punko?" Spike asked, nastiness in his voice. I nodded."Lookee that, boys, he can't talk! Probably from sucking Duke's big ol' pecker!" His cronies guffawed in appreciation of this witticism. "That it, punk?" he said, "Sore throat from too much cocksucking?" N-no." was all I could manage."You mean," he said, "you don't.